There’s never a picture of Tim that I will miss, but I’m only torturing myself by doing this. It’s a slow death since I die a little each time, so arrest him for murder because looking that hot is a crime!
Looking at Tim sure gives my eyes a workout. He’s one hot hunk of a man, without a doubt. So I don’t have to do cardio today or any type of jumping. Since looking at this dreamy pic just made my heart start pumping! poetry by Olyphant nation